Many rivers to cross but I can't seem to find my way over. Wandering, I am lost as I travel along the white cliffs of Dover. Many rivers to cross and it's only my will that keeps me alive. I've been licked, washed up for years, and I merely survive because of my pride.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3016 | 2023-02-25 15:23:03 | 83.25 | 98% |
| 2896 | 2019-02-21 12:00:55 | 106.07 | 100% |
| 175 | 2018-03-27 14:46:25 | 55.12 | 95% |